Chastity, this vital flesh to find An offering of a tranquil mind. To bear the guilt and agonies To embrace the lepers and their disease. She stands alone, burnt flesh endures Resilience to the suffering and the cure. Chastities and profundities The martyr remains unmoved by calamity. Barren is the body And fallow is the field The horizon hollow as the souls of men who shall never be healed. Crippled are the spirits Disfigured are the births Of the martyrs that emerge to crawl upon this barren earth.